Quotes added on Sunday, July 13 2014


stop trying to
live my life        for me.           I'm not                        
 - - - - - - - - - - y o u r   r o b o t .
It's all just smoke and mirrors baby
So let's sit down and roll another
Cause when the mirrors start to break
All we're gonna see it's Hell.
White people get so angry at the phrase, “You cannot be rac.ist towards white people.

I will never understand why.

Why are you so angry that you are being treated as actual human beings? You are not reduced to caricatures, but portrayed as characters. You are treated fairly, judged not by your skin tone, but by the ways that you carry yourselves, by your actions.

Why do you want to experience rac.ism so badly? It is not fun to be mocked, dehumanized, attacked, killed, incarcerated simply for daring to exist. It is not fun to know nothing of your history or family because it was torn apart, whether through distance or death. It is not fun to hear, at every turn, comments reminding you of your lesser status as humans.

Do you really want to turn on the tv, open a magazine, watch a movie, play a video game, and not see yourself? Or, even better, to only see yourself as a criminal, as a drunk, a mocking stereotype, or as someone to be killed off? Or would you rather see fleshed out, well-written characters with lives and personalities and feelings? I know which I’d rather pick.

If I were a white person, the phrase, “You cannot be rac.ist towards white people,” would be the best thing I could ever hear.
When I was younger, I Used to have a phobia of flowers;
and i would daydream that one day, a man would give me a bouqet of dandelions instead of roses, and that's how i would know who my soulmate was meant to be.

My boyfriend thought it would be funny to tell his mom I was pregnant (its not true) -_-
her reaction: "You better take care of that baby." *walks off*
My reaction: whaaa? :o
pessimistic l o v e r s 
never win. 

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my brother killed himself
on the twenty-eighth thursday of last year
and i missed four days of work
and my mom wanted to know 'why'.
my brother
he was always a fan of beauty
but what he did
 was not beautiful at all.

and last week i got the news
that one of my good friends from high school
had overdosed
( again )
except this time
she'd gone too far
and now she was gone.
and i had a hard time falling asleep at night
snd her mother
hugged me tight
and thanked me for coming to the service
but i did not
want to be there at all.
this is not

the girl down the street
would've turned 21 last year
and i can scarcely imagine
the wild times she would've
( should've )
but she is buried six feet deep
after falling nearly 300
and she did not leave a note.
this is not

my freshman year of college
and my room was beautiful
and how i wanted to be just like her.
but she wore herself down
till she was
almost invisible
and if you blinked
you had to go and find her all over again.
so now her parents are no longer supportng her
college tuition
but are paying her hospital bills
watching their daughter crumble.
this is not

so y'all can take your narcissistic
and glamorizing
of self-harm and eating disorders and commiting suicide
and shove them as far up your a/s/s
as you possibly can.
starvation is not beautiful.
killing yourself is not beautiful.
sadness is not beautiful.
this note i am writing is not beautiful.

but you
you are beautiful.
and it's about damn time you start believing it.
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